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Silvën Filnitör (ON HOLD)

TheApprentice13

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Reads 192
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Parts 8
Time 38m

TheApprentice13

dragon elf human magic medieval

This is the story of an young elf called Silvën Filnitör, he lives in the country called Roria. Silvën didn't have a normal youth like  any other elf, his father was killed in a war with the sea-nimfs, an old race of demons terrorising the oceans. His mother disappeared after his father died so he lived with his best friend, Aetemos Mondia.

(AN:
The cover of this book isn't Silvën, he just looks like it. Silvën has blue-grey eyes in the beginning but they change to sapphire blue during the story, not crimson-orange. His hair is also more like Legolas' from LOTR. And he prefers his (blue) sword over his bow so he wouldn't have it without his word. He also only wears armour to protect his legs. And last but not least. His knife is more shaped like s leaf.)All Rights Reserved

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Set in Stone - Haldir's Story -

"The Lord of Lorien looked at his wife - her thoughts were hidden behind her smooth, shimmering face. For once he could not guess what she was thinking. 'Galadriel - you have foreseen the brothers' death should they return to Mirkwood. But you know as well as I do that keeping them here might only extend their lifespan for perhaps a few hundreds of years, if at all. Dark times are coming, you can feel it. The chances are they will never see the Undying Lands in the West.' - The Lady of the Golden Wood looked right through him. 'One must never give up hope.'" When Haldir of Mirkwood and his brothers Rumil and Orophin are sent to deliver a message to Lothlórien, he expected to return within a mere couple of weeks' time. Yet the plans of the Lady are different and before he can turn around he is trapped in a forest completely different to the one he has grown up in. Adding to his confusion is the young elf Daera (pronounced: DaEra) who is clearly interested in Haldir yet she still has to fight her own demons. And her time to pick sides is running out... This story is set before and during the actions of The Hobbit and The War of the Rings. I might publish this story in GERMAN as well, so German readers, keep you eyes peeled!